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[don't ask how keith even managed to get his hands on pocky in space. he had to take many trips to the space mall, and to barter to hell and back with that alien who ran the human wares shop. let's just say it's a good thing he rolls with the blades now, since it kind of helped him get whatever the alien needed from him in order to get a quick extraction of pocky from earth.
he's just hoping shiro would actually get what he was asking the other to do. well- no, he should? after all, shiro was the one who originally told him about pocky day back at the garrison. but of course the other told him about the day after it had passed. and of course the other would be on pluto when that day rolled over again.
but even so, he can't help but feel nervous that shiro wouldn't want to partake on this with him.
he clenches his fist, lets out a sigh, and then raises the box of pocky as he clears his throat.]
H- Hey Shiro. Do you want some pocky?
[nailed it.]